#yiza locks

[paisholotus]

New Beginnings

Shuri x black fem reader

Summary: You and Shuri are finally able to have a baby.

Translations: Uthando lwam(My Love) Nokuba ngubani na othi wenzelwe ubukhulu, Shuri yam. Uzalelwe ukuba yinkokeli, kwaye ukhanye ngendlela yakho. (No matter what anyone says you were made for greatness, My Shuri. You were born to be a leader, and shine in your own way.) Ukumkanikazi Wam ( My Queen) Uthando ( Love) Ndinganga ukumkanikazi wam, nceda? ( Can My Queen Give Me A Kiss, Please?) Ndiyakuthanda( I Love You) Umfazi wam onothando ( My Loving Queen) Umama wam( My Mama) Ndifuna oku ngaphezulu kwayo nantoni na. Kodwa okubaluleke kakhulu ndifuna nawe, sithandwa sam. (I want this more than anything. But importantly I want it with you, my love. ) Yiza undikhwele ( Come Ride Me)

Requested By: Anonymous

Word Count: 5,140

A/N: my apologies for it being so long 😅

Shuri's Pov

I looked up at the ceiling, reflecting on everything that had occurred in my life thus far. My mother and brother were both dead, leaving me with only my dear wife and cousin. I turned over, wrapped my arm around my wife's waist, and kissed the side of her head.

I've been contemplating my future and what it may hold for me. I wasn't prepared to be Queen, so I delegated authority to N'Jadaka, making him King and me the Black Panther.

It's been a difficult two years since I lost my brother to an illness that I couldn't cure, and my mother was killed right after him. It has been far too much.

N'Jadaka always put up a strong front for me and pretended to be fine. But I was far too smart to believe he was just fine, especially since I had witnessed him sobbing on numerous occasions. We would sometimes lock ourselves away in his room and reminisce about the past.

 

I remember being so enraged that I would shut out everyone, including my wife. I feel guilty about the way I treated Uthando lwam. I would yell at her, ignore her, and simply be cold towards her. And everyday i regret the way i acted.

My mother tried to show me this ritual of burning the clothes of your deceased loved ones before she died. It would mark the end of the period of mourning, and the new Beginnings of you starting to heal.

Flashback

I was finally ready to accept my mother's and my brother's deaths, I decided to do the ritual my mother taught me, so Y/N, N'Jadaka, and I traveled to Haiti.

My brother left me a journal in which he described Haiti as his second home and the most beautiful place he'd ever visited. My heart felt heavy when I arrived in Haiti. I knew this was the most difficult thing I'd ever had to do; performing this ritual meant finally saying goodbye to my mother and T'challa.

I knew they would always be with me in spirit, but it would never be the same. 

They had asked if I needed them to accompany me, and I had told them that this was something I had to do on my own. I sat down on the log and gazed into the fire, remembering the good times I had with T'challa, he was my best friend, my protector, and the best brother and King anyone could ask for.

I sat in silence, thinking of my mother. My mother truly believed in me, even when the elders did not; she pushed me every day and saw the potential in me. I remember the words she would tell me "Nokuba ngubani na othi wenzelwe ubukhulu, Shuri yam. Uzalelwe ukuba yinkokeli, kwaye ukhanye ngendlela yakho." As I choked back my sobs, tears streamed down my cheeks.

Then I was enveloped in a warm feeling, as if it were my mother and brother reassuring me that everything would be fine. I began laughing at the feeling, knowing that this journey would be difficult but I would be fine.

I wiped my cheeks and looked behind me to see everyone walking towards me. Y/N sat to my left, wrapped her arm around my head, and kissed my temple. N'Jadaka was sitting next to Nakia, and the little boy was in front of me.

Nakia had told me that the boy was her son, and his name was Toussaint. And I told him that Toussaint was a wonderful name with a rich history. 

He smiled at me and asked if I was good at keeping secrets, which made us both laugh. I smiled back and nodded, saying that I could.

He looked at Nakia, then back at me, and said his Haitian name was Toussaint. I then looked at Nakia, then back at him, and asked him what his real name was in Haitian. He took a deep breath and introduced himself as Prince T'challa, son of King T'challa.

I turned around when I felt Y/N squeeze my hand, and she nodded. I felt my eyes well up as I looked down at the ground. 

"Well, it's nice to finally meet you, T'challa," I said with a sweet smile. He gave me a big, toothy grin that reminded me of my brother's smile when he was younger.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me, and my heart felt a little whole again. I looked at Nakia and N'Jadaka, who were both smiling. T'challa was wrapped in my arms, and I kissed the top of his head. 

End of flashback

I've been thinking about me and Y/N's future since that day. I really liked how she and Toussaint got along; he adored her so much that Nakia decided to make Y/N his godmother.

 

Toussaint was absolutely loved by N'Jadaka. They were always getting into trouble because N'Jadaka was always showing Toussaint something he wasn't supposed to. And it reminded me of when T'challa and I were kids, always getting into mischief.

I smiled at the thought of me and Y/N having our own children. Ukumkanikazi Wam plays the role of motherhood so well that it makes me want to start our own little family.

I understand that because we are both women, we are unable to physically have children on our own. 

But I am A GENIUS SCIENTIST! and nothing is too big of a challenge for me. I prepped many kisses on my wife's cheek, and pulled back the covers, careful to not wake her and walked towards the door going to my lab.

I walked out and carefully closed the door, nodding my head towards the guards. I had a determined look on my face, that I was going to make this happen.

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Y/N's Pov

As I opened my eyes, a smile crept across my face as I remembered the night Shuri and I had. I rolled over and frowned as I noticed her side of the bed was empty. Her side felt cold, as if she hadn't slept on it all night.

I signed, got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom to begin my day. I thought I'd finally wake up to see Shuri this morning, but she continues to disappoint me. I thought we had reached an agreement last night; we had a lengthy conversation and even made love for the first time in months. 

She would stay in her lab all night and only sleep for a few hours, and I had to force her to eat sometimes. It would truly irritate me and Erik because she would be missing out on important moments with us.

I looked in the mirror and rolled my eyes at the promises she made last night, wondering if she really meant them. I walked over to the shower and turned it on, taking off my clothes and stepping into the hot water to relax.

"Griot, where has Shuri gone?"

"The Panther is speaking with the elders." 

I stopped washing my hair and stared at the wall, confused. Shuri had a meeting this morning? And didn't think to tell me? I cursed under my breath, and continued to wash my hair. "Thank you, Griot."

"You're very welcome, Queen Y/N."

I cut the water off and stepped out of the shower. I wrapped my towel around my body and wrapped up my hair, then walked into the bedroom to put on my lotion and oils. 

I decided I wasn't going to confront Shuri because I'm tired of arguing and fighting. I don't want to make it seem like I don't want to fight for my marriage, but I'm just tired of the same old, same old. 

After lotioning and oiling my body, I walked back into the bathroom to do my hair. I started to detangle and moisturize it; I usually put it in twists after I wash it, but I don't feel up to it. I'll just let it air dry. 

I walked into my closet and threw on a floral green dress. I added some jewelry and sprayed my favorite perfume. I bent down to put on my shoes when I heard a knock on the door. I got up, walked to the door, and opened it. It was Okoye with a smile on her face, but it fell once she saw I wasn't in the mood. 

"What has you upset, Ukumkanikazi wam?" She asked, stepping into the room. "Shuri. What else?" I said, smartly. She huffed and hurried me out of the room, saying, "Well, Shuri has requested to see you." I rolled my eyes and nodded, following her out of the room, heading to wherever Shuri was. 

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3rd Pov

Y/N followed Okoye to the Thrown Room, where they saw all the elders standing up and conversing with Shuri and Erik. She walked by, smiling and nodding to the guards and elders. She gave Erik a genuine smile before looking at Shuri and giving her a half one.

Shuri looked at her with a worried expression, as if she didn't understand why Y/N was so upset. Y/N turned to face Erik, who was trying hard not to laugh. They said their goodbyes to the elders, and Shuri asked Okoye and Erik to respect their privacy. Erik laughed as he looked back at Shuri, saying, "She's about to tear yo ass up, cuz." Shuri glared at him as he walked away and smiled back at Y/N.

Shuri reached out to touch Y/N, but she pushed her away. "What's the matter, Uthando?" Y/N shrugged her shoulders, boredom evident on her face, and said, "Nothing." Shuri raised her brow, waiting for her to go on. "I'm just sick of saying the same shit over and over." 

Shuri huffed and approached Y/N, but this time she didn't push her away. Shuri wrapped her arms around Y/N, and said, "I know you're upset that I didn't wake up with you this morning, but it was for a good reason. I've been working on something for both of us."

Y/N looked at Shuri to continue. And Shuri kissed her cheeks and said, "I know our marriage has been strained, Sthandwa. And it's entirely my fault; I accept full responsibility. But I promise that if you just be a little more patient with me, it will all be worth it." Y/N looked into Shuri's eye's trying to see if she was being sincere and looked back down at the floor.

Shuri lifted Y/N's chin up, to look back into her eye's. "Please," Shuri pleaded, pressing her forehead against her wife's. 

Y/N nodded and signed. Shuri smiled and pressed her close to her chest, asking, "Ndinganga ukumkanikazi wam, nceda?" Y/N looked up at Shuri, rolled her eyes, and pecked her lips before quickly walking away.

However, Shuri grabbed the back of her dress and pulled Y/N back against her chest, saying, "Oh, no, ma'am." "I want a real kiss." Y/N turned to face Shuri, who had a smug expression on her face. Y/N stood on her tiptoes and kissed Shuri passionately, wrapping both arms around her neck.

 Shuri deepened the kiss by wrapping her long arms around Y/N's lower waist. They drew back, their noses brushing against each other, and smiled. "Ndiyakuthanda" Shuri said, softly. Y/N smiled at Shuri and said she loved her back.

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Shuri's Pov

"Panther! Queen Y/N is approaching." I slowly lifted my head from my desk and turned around to see my wife wrapped in a blanket with a tired look on her face.

Two months have passed. TWO MONTHS!!! And I always get the same low percentage, but I was determined not to give up.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my chin against her tummy. I'm hoping that my efforts do not go to waste.

"You've been in here all day, Shuri! It is two o'clock in the morning. Please come to your bed." She begged me. I signed and nodded slowly. I stood up from my desk and walked down the stairs.

My arms were still wrapped around her waist, with my head resting on her shoulder, as we walked towards the door, but she suddenly stopped and tapped my arm, making me look at her. 

"Shuri, look their green." "It turned green." I snapped my head around, looked over, and ran over to it. "GRIOT!" "What's the percentage?" I yelled. My heart felt like it was bursting out of my chest. 

"It's at 98% Panther." 

I felt my eyes water and a big smile appear on my face. "PRINT IT!" 

I grabbed Y/N's hand and ran back upstairs. I clutched her hand, watching it print the vial, as tears of happiness streamed down my face. 

Y/N kissed my cheek and pressed my head against hers, asking, "Shuri, what is that?" I picked up the vial, turned to look at her, and said, "This is what I've been working on for months." "After all the failed attempts, I've successfully gotten it to work." 

"That's great, Shuri." "But what is it?" She asked me. 

"This, my love, is how we're going to have our baby." I told her, watching her eyes grow wide. 

"H-how?" She asked me. 

I explained to her how I did it. And she looked at me, teary-eyed, and then looked down at the vial. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me softly. 

We pulled apart and hugged each other, moving from side to side. "Come on, let's go to bed." She said. 

I smiled at her and nodded and followed her walking down the stairs, and we began walking out of the lab. 

When we walked into our bedroom, I went to put the vial in a safe place and went to change into my pajamas, when a thought came to mind. 

I cut the light off in the closet and walked back into the room and got in bed. I pulled Y/N against my chest and kissed her deeply. We slowly began taking our clothes off as I climbed on top of her. I pulled off her shirt and lingered kisses along her collarbone. 

She leaned up and started sucking on my neck and brushed her hands down to my heat. A small whimper left my mouth, and my thoughts were no longer coherent. I needed her to fuck me and relieve me from my aching desires. 

She started tracing my clit slowly, and I began panting desperately, trying to control my breathing to prevent the orgasm that was building within me. I remembered the thought I had earlier and reached down, grabbing her hand, making her stop, and kissing her.

"Wait, I-i want to carry it." She looked at me, stunned, and smiled a little. "You sure?" She whispered. I eagerly nodded, pressing my forehead against hers. 

"Well, how about we wait so I can make it special for us?" I felt myself blush. But I nodded and smiled, kissing her lips one last time. 

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Y/N's Pov

"So, y'all gon leave a nigga to go on vacation?" Erik asked us as we continued to pack. I was taking Shuri on a two-day trip to the Caribbean. But she didn't know that; she just thought we were going to Haiti or something. I also made sure Okoye didn't tell her where we were going.

"OK, well, first of all, it's not a vacation." "We're only going to be gone for two days." I said, rolling my eyes. I gave the Dora our bags and walked around the room, making sure we didn't forget anything. 

"Damn, y'all just gon leave me here with these old people and M'baku's annoying ass." We laughed at how dramatic Erik can be. 

"N'Jadaka, you should be happy; we're leaving you in charge." "Just please try not to set this place on fire while we're gone, please." Shuri told him, patting his shoulder. 

He chuckled and nodded and walked us out of the palace towards the Talon. "We're all set, your highness." Aneka told me. I thanked her and watched Erik and Shuri dap each other, and he waved goodbye to me. 

"AYE! MAKE SURE Y'ALL DON'T BREAK NUN!" 

We waved him off laughing and started walking onto the Talon. We sat down and watched Okoye take us off. 

"You excited?" I asked, Shuri. She looked at me with mirth in her eyes and nodded. "Going anywhere with you makes me excited." She said. I smiled and cupped her cheeks, kissing her. 

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Shuri's Pov

I was blindfolded and walking off the Talon, with Y/N guiding me through what felt like sand. I usually don't like surprises, but for Umfazi wam onothando, I didn’t mind.

"OK, just step up here." "We're almost at the house." She said. I stepped up some steps, and it sounded like we were walking up a boardwalk or something. 

We were still walking for a little bit when we abruptly stopped, and she took my blindfold off but told me not to look. She wrapped her arms around my waist and giggled, kissing my cheek. "OK, you can look now." 

I opened my eyes and smiled, my little Queen has outdone herself. I turned around and smirked at her. "I love it, my love." I told her, watching the smile on her face grow. She pecked my lips and grabbed my hand, leading me inside the house. 

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3rd Pov

Shuri and Y/N were getting ready for dinner. Shuri was in an all-black suit with black boot heels; she had a chain with Y/N's initials on it and rings on her fingers. Y/N had on a black halter-backless high-slit dress. She also had on a necklace with Shuri's initials and her wedding ring. 

This time Shuri didn't have to be blindfolded; she would be seeing where they were having dinner. They walked down the long lit  boardwalk until their dinner setting came into view. 

Shuri felt butterflies in her stomach and began getting nervous. She was touched that her love did all this for her. Y/N led Shuri to the table and pulled out her chair. Shuri gave her a small thank you with a big smile on her face. 

Y/N told Shuri that she looked absolutely stunning, and Shuri told her that she looked beautiful back. They had their dinner served and ate in comfortable silence. They talked about their future now that they were able to have a baby; they talked about baby names and which parent the child would most likely be like.

Y/N told Shuri that her family would be so proud of her. And that made Shuri tear up a little bit. Shuri told Y/N that while she would be carrying the child, she wanted Y/N to make the big decisions, and Y/N told her that was something she would proudly do.

When dessert came around, Shuri expressed her fears about being a good mother and if she would be a good Queen. And Y/N reassured her that she would be an amazing mother and a wonderful Queen. Y/N told Shuri she would be by her side through it all, would never leave her, and would always reassure her.

They had finished dinner and decided to walk along the shoreline. Shuri had picked Y/N up, spun her around, making her laugh, and attacked her face with kisses. They walked off the beach and back on to the boardwalk, heading back to the house to continue their endless night.

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Shuri's Pov

Nasty Time 😏😏

Y/N groaned in my ear and I can't even form a proper sentence. I can't think of anything right now. She rolled her hips hitting a certain spot and I orgasm making her chuckle as she kisses down my back. "You look so beautiful Cumming underneath me, my love." She whispered trailing kisses up my neck before pushing me back down.

She whispered sweet nothings to me as she pressed her palm down in the middle of my back going deeper and harder then ever. We haven't had sex like this since our honeymoon, it felt like my whole body was on fire.

"Y/N...pleas.." I stuttered out but she kept going, and started going even faster as her fingers rubbed on my clit. "FUCK! LOVE DON'T STOP!"

"You're doing so good, Umama wam." She tells me going at a slower pace, bending down kissing the back of my neck.

"Stop going so slow!" I groaned. She leans over my shoulder and kissed my temple and showed that smirk on her face, making me irrated. She was going to regret teasing me later.

She gives me three long deep strokes as she kisses my shoulder and I gasp at the intensity she was giving me. "You're being such a good girl for me, Mama." She said, making me copy the motions she was giving me. She sped up some more her chest pressed against my back and when her thrust became sloppy I could tell she was close.

I loudly moaned out her name, and she rolls her hips one last time making her hit my G-spot and I swore I saw stars.

I woke up with the sheets wrapped tightly around my body, and the black case laying on her side of the bed.

I reached for the case and opened it, seeing the vial and the syringe inside. I heard noise coming from the hallway and watched Y/N walk in with things she needed for the process. 

"Are you ok?" She asked me. I nodded and watched her set the things down on the table beside the bed. She got on the bed and straddled me, holding my cheeks in her hands. 

"Are you sure about this, Shuri?" She asked me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and said, "Ndifuna oku ngaphezulu kwayo nantoni na. Kodwa okubaluleke kakhulu ndifuna nawe, Sithandwa sam." Her eyes watered, and she leaned down and kissed me softly. 

She pulled away, and I leaned up and pecked her lips one last time. She got off my lap and went to prepare. She put on gloves and poured the serum, which was our DNA, into the syringe. I told her it had to be injected into the side of my stomach. 

She crawled over to me, holding it in her hand, with a smile on her face. I took a deep breath as I felt myself getting emotional, and I prayed to Bast that this would work. 

"You ready, Baby?" I nodded and layed back down on the bed, removing the cover. She took the alcohol pad and rubbed the side of my stomach and looked back at me, causing me to smile at her. 

"OK, deep breath." She muttered. I winced as she pushed the needle in; I felt tears prick my eyes, not at the pain but at the thought of becoming a mother. But they were happy tears. 

She took out the needle and placed it in the trash beside the bed, then kissed my lips. she reached her hand down and circled my clit. I bit her lip hissing at how sensitive I was.

She stood up and took off her robe, and layed on her back smirking up at me. "Yiza undikhwele." She said. Wrapping my had around her length I stroked her making her keep eye contact with me, seeing nothing but lust and love in her eyes. The feeling was mutual.

I kept eye contact as I slid down hissing as she stretches me out but it felt so good. I leaned down and pulled her up by her necklace with my initials on it. "You're so damn sexy, Sthandwa." I said, wrapping my arms around her neck, and began riding her watching her mouth fall open.

She grabs my hips to gain some kind of control, and I leaned down and sucked on her nipple making her moan. I went in a circular motion listening to the curses she let out, I could tell it was driving her crazy. I felt myself clenching around her making me pant harder, I tapped her leg letting her know I was going to cum soon.

She pushed me off, and I landed on my back, watching her remove the strap. She climbed on top of me, grabbing my legs, and I wrapped mine around her waist.

"Damn you're so wet." She groaned out and I smirked throwing my head back, feeling my face contort into pleasure. We was close.

"Show me how much you love me, Ukumkanikazi wam." I said. I moaned in her ear biting down on her shoulder. "I'm about to..." She whispered, but I flipped us over and kissed her lips, quickening the pace.

"Wait for me, Love" I groaned kissing her neck, she tilted her head to give me more acces to leave hickeys. "Y/N!" I yelled unable to hold it anymore and I grinded into one last time as we came together.

I fell on top of her, both of us breathing heavily. We wrapped our arms around each other, calming from our high. I pushed the hair out her face and kissed her lips. " Ndiyakuthanda." I said, against her lips.

She gave me a tired smiled and kissed my forehead, and said, "Ndiyakuthanda, nawe"

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3rd Pov

“GRIOT! inform the midwives at the medical center they’re needed immediately” Y/N said, picking Shuri up, carrying her to their large bathroom.

The nurses, including Erik, entered the bathroom, but told him he would have to wait so they could get to work.

"Okay, your majesty. Please take some deep breaths." "On my count, I need you to make a big push." Shuri was informed by the nurse. I squeezed her hand and kissed the side of her head, assuring her that everything would be fine.

"Are you ready to begin?" The same nurse asked.

"NO!" yelled Shuri.

"Yes, she is. You can do it, baby; you're strong. "Give me a big push, please." Y/N said. Trying to encourage a scared Shuri.

She began pushing, counting down from three and trying to take deep breaths in the process. She squeezed my hand tightly and screamed in agony. 

"He's almost out; all we need is one more big push." According to the nurse.

 

"Look at me; I know you can do it." "You can do it with just one more." Y/N told her. She nodded and let out an agonizing scream as she gave one big push.

The baby was pulled from the water before they knew it. They gave Y/N the scissors to cut the umbilical cord of the crying baby. before laying him on Shuri's chest and calming him down.

"They would be pleased with you. I'm so proud of you; look at what you've brought to this world." Y/N told Shuri, with tears in her eyes.

She nodded and kissed the top of their son's head, as tears streamed down her cheeks.

As the nurse cleaned him and put him in some pajamas he became fussy, while Y/N was cleaning and dressing Shuri and carrying her to their bed.

Y/N tried to make Shuri feel at ease in the bed and placed pillows behind her back to alleviate her pain. Y/N and Shuri looked up to see where their baby was, only to see Erik holding him, and smiling talking to him.

The new parents smiled as they looked at Erik rock their baby in his arms. He lifted his head, walked over to Shuri and Y/N, and sat at the edge of the bed. Y/N took the baby away from Erik and gave the baby to Shuri so she could feed him.

Y/N stood there staring at Shuri breastfeeding their baby, thinking it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. 

"I ain't gon hold you, Y/N; when you said Shur was pregnant, I thought the baby was gon come out a mutant." Okoye smacked the back of Erik's head, making him glare at her. 

Y/N rolled her eyes at Erik and laughed at how stupid he was. She looked back at Shuri, who was still staring happily at their child. 

"So what are y'all naming, Lil man?" He asked them. They looked at him, and Y/N looked at Shuri and nodded her head for Shuri to tell him. 

"We decided to name him after Y/N's Father." Shuri said. As she looked at Y/N with tears in her eyes.

"We're going to name him Oshe." "Oshe Udaku." Shuri said, proudly. Erik stared at them with a small smile and said, "I like that." 

They nodded and Y/N looked at Shuri and kissed her forehead. "I love you, both of you." Then looked at Erik and Okoye, and said, "All of you." 

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A Witch Life | Chapter 7

Mariah and Eileen walked through the heat, dressed down to t-shirts and shorts. South Africa's weather was a vast contrast from the cooler weather of Forks, where a jacket was almost always essential to have on hand. It was nice to be in a warmer climate again. They had been so used to the Louisiana heat, and this was closer than Forks could get.

They were just outside of Cape Town, walking along a seemingly vacant part of the beach where no others walked. Ella and Merida had met up with them minutes prior, As they neared the cloaked town they were in search of, fresh cloaking from the urgency of the caution of war arising within the magical world, they could feel the magic growing. They were close.

They walked away from the beach, closer to the mountains as the magic grew stronger in that direction. Eileen stopped and Mariah's eyes landed on her, "Do you feel it?" She nodded.

Eileen was an aqua witch, and they were on a beach. She had a stronger sense of the magic around her since it was likely generated while channeling magic from the water. She walked over to a boulder stumped in the ground, wiping her hand over it to reveal a sigil. It was a shield, a paw print carved into the center of it.

There were words carved perfectly under them. "Yima Womelele, Yima Ngobude".

In Cape Town, South Africa, there was a coven, whose town is located inside of a mountain. The coven's leader was Mary-Ann Carlyle. She was a protection witch. Like the aid witch, protection witches focus on shields and protection charms, general defense of magic and non-magic beings. Unlike the aid witch, protection witches are more secluded and coven-oriented, they hold less care for those who are not close to them or their coven.

Coven Carlyle's words are "yima womelele, yima ngobude" or "stand strong, stand tall". It was a declaration of defense for their people. Their motto was similar to Veda's, but more focused on asserting protection over self-preservation.

Eileen looked up when she heard Ella's soft call. She and Merida were in front of a rock wall, waiting patiently for their witches to follow. As Mariah and Eileen walked over, they were suddenly halted when an animal suddenly appeared.

It moved in a blur, hardly giving any of them a chance to react. The animal quickly had Ella, who had been too startled to defend herself, pinned to the ground by her neck. She squirmed and screamed in resistance, and Merida went to attack as Eileen and Mariah quickly moved to defend themselves.

Everything came to a stop when a woman's voice spoke firmly, "Nqumama!" (Stop!) The mysterious animal stopped and they saw the maned wolf standing over Ella, her jaws locked around her throat. Eileen was panicking as she saw this, but stayed as still as possible to avoid doing something worse. Ella hissed and scratched, but made no mark on the creature. Merida was being held back by Mariah's magic.

"Yima!" (Stand!) Both the witches turned to see a woman standing next to the boulder they had just moved from. Her form was stiff and her fists were clenched. Her eyes returned to the maned wolf, holding out a hand, "Yiza apha." (Come here.)

The wolf left Ella and walked over to her witch, accepting her hand and standing beside her. The woman's eyes watched them as Eileen ran to Ella, kneeling down and scooping her in her arms. "Are you alright?" she asked quietly, swallowing hard to stop the fear she had just felt from spilling from her eyes.

The cat gave a soft meow and Eileen turned to Mariah again, giving a gentle nod. Merida returned to her witch's side, hissing softly in front of her. The woman paid no attention to the familiars, but instead to the couple. "Who are you?" she asked.

Ella moved to perch on Eileen's shoulder as she spoke, "My name is Eileen Ruth, this is Mariah Miss."

"We are from Coven Hale in Washington, United States. We don't mean to cause any harm, we are only here in seek of an alliance."

The witch's eyes narrowed, "You want an army."

"We want an alliance," Eileen corrected her, tone firmer than it should have been. She was on edge from the threat on her familiar's life.

The witch inclined her head, and nodded gently. She gestured to her familiar for her to follow and raised her hand waving it in the air to pass through the barrier. Eileen and Mariah exchanged a glance before following with their familiars.

They walked through the rock wall and into the mountain, which revealed a cave tunnel that they walked through. "My name is Mary-Ann Carlyle," the witch finally introduced herself. "But I think you already knew that."

"We had a clue," Mariah muttered, holding Eileen close.

"This is my familiar, Malachai. Humble apologies for his behavior, these are times of war. You must understand."

Although Eileen was reluctant to forgive and forget, she simply nodded and remained silent. They finally reached the end of the tunnel and looked out at the large cavern that was the inside of the mountain. It was created and protected through magic-if it had not been, it would have collapsed a long time ago.

There were witches and warlocks all around, some rushing to get places and others not as urgent. It was clear that the atmosphere in the place was not exactly calm or pleasant, a calmer panic than it had been with Veda, but a panic nonetheless.

Mariah sighed, looking around at the slight disarray. "So are you planning on hiding or joining?" she asked, a part of her already knowing the answer.

Mary-Ann looked over her shoulder slightly before she spoke, "Neither. I'm protecting my people. Veda Lynn has already chosen a side. She deals with divination, she knows things that we do not. She is a close ally, and you would do well to follow her judgment and preserve your people."

Eileen's eyes cast down, "What good is preserving a people, if we are all fighting condemnation?"

Mary-Ann sighed as she faced them, "If we join the losing side-"

"It isn't about losing or winning!" Mariah interrupted. "It's about standing for what is right. Do you know what this coming war is about?"

She tilted her head, "Some vampire and human had a child. Big deal, not our problem. What matters more is that witches are involved in this fight. A witch coven has joined a fight with and against vampires. If we go against them, they will kill us once they are through with them."

"So you are going to join a side who wants to kill a child? Kill an innocent child, and possibly two witch hybrids? Or worse, use them as a weapon," Eileen argued.

"And think about the rest of the population. They are not the only hybrid children, there are others of all kinds. You would be damning them too. Imagine not having the support of your own people? Imagine being condemned to die or used as a weapon because your own people were too afraid to stand for you," Mariah argued.

Eileen nodded. "That does not seem like standing tall. It sounds like submission."

Mary-Ann's face hardened, and she licked her lips with a shake of her head. "It appears our meeting will have to come to an abrupt end. You can come back to argue my alliances when you have more proof that we are not all in danger."

They went to speak, but she held her hand up and clenched it into a hard fist. The four of them were gripped by her magic and returned outside of the barrier of their home. They were locked out.

"Shit," Mariah muttered. "Shit, shit, shit!"

Eileen set a hand on her arm, moving them to cup her face before offering a smile, "We have other chances." Mariah locked eyes with her and nodded gently, lifting her hands to grasp her wrists. Sighing heavily, she forced a smile.

[aylamoenwyb]

Made with Love

Finally finding a moment to work alone and uninterrupted in her shop, she’d drop her tool-belt on her desk and pop open her orange soda.  “Okay.  So something that shows ‘im he’s important to me.  Emperor’s know my words suck so hopefully my engineerin’ can counter some of that.”  Pulling down an old worn journal from her bookshelf, she’d find the original plans for her wristpad.  The one she used to operate almost all her personal tech, toys and machinery.  It was even the key to her place.

Carefully, she’d detail the blueprints and calculations once again.  Comparing them both, her finger and eyes trailing each like to make sure they were perfectly symmetrical she’d start to tuck the journal away and then flush a soft shy smile. “No Eli.  Give him the original you can have the copy.”  Tearing the page out of her childhood journal, she’d set the carefully made but obviously done by younger hands blue print aside, tucking the copy in it’s place.  

It wouldn’t take her long to fasten and form a strap. She made sure it was quality leather...leather that she had secretly cured and worn for him in a way he’d recently showed her for a different project.  Knowing the scent alone would comfort him.  The circuitry she already had made waiting between parts deliveries helping him with his own work.  It was easy to cover up her soldering work when she was building him construction bots to ease with some of the heavy labor anyway.  

Laying out the circuit panel, she’d attach the wiring with a careful precise hand.  Looking down at her own wrist pad, “Oh Emperor’s! I’m running out of daylight!”  Slamming back the rest of her soda with a satisfied ‘ahhh’, wiping her mouth with the back of her work gloves, she’d get back to work, nimbly fixating the solar power converter so that just a few moments of sun could give it days of running power.  

Running down the stairs from her shop, panting for breath when she got outside, the sun low in the sky this would be a test for sure.  She’d wait holding it up facing the sun, trying to feed off the even the extra glint from the water as it got lower in the sky over the sea.  In the pink-purple of twilight, she’d press the switch, her breath catching, waiting to hear the beeps that it was working.  Sighing and grinning bright as the garlean tech screen came to blinking life, she’d run back up to her shop with new purpose.  

Now all that was left was to put it in it’s waterproof and sun glare reducing casing and firmly attach it to it’s leather strap.  She was done.  Another homework assignment of sorts completed for him.  And yet, she wanted it to be more...special.  Sure, she hoped he’d be happy.  From this wrist pad that matched hers he could operate all her toys and any new robots or tech she made for him could be run from it,

But it was her welcoming him in too.  A key to her home. A piece of her mind.  Sharing her technology she’d never really shared with anyone.  And she knew he liked to take things apart to figure out how they worked, so she made sure to have the original blueprints for him too.  So he could see, and learn and read them and know how it worked without needing to pull it apart.  Still giggling she’d write in her careful tight letters,on the bottom of the blueprint. It’s okay if you need to take it apart to see it. Love, Eli. 

Still, it wasn’t enough to her.  And besides, just handing him a bracelet and an old piece of torn journal paper, no matter what they led to seemed not very...romantic.  So after grabbing another soda and sipping it, testing the wrist pad for a solid bell and thinking how to make it even more special she’d gasp and bolt up, rummaging around her shop looking for old clockworks.  Grabbing a pretty worn box from the shelf in her sitting room she always liked. 

“Make him a puzzle box.  Tuck these both inside and give him clues to the gears.  If he lines up the gears with the correct numbers to answer it, it’ll unlock and he has his present.  Oh!  And I’ll make it so he can tinker with it and reset the locks so he can really use it to store somethin’.”  Again she’d be bent over her desk, working careful and precise most of the night, until a beautiful pattern of cogs and woodwork remained.  She thought it looked a perfect mix of Yiza.  The wood and natural materials of his shipwright and heritage and instincts.  But the well worked and precision and cool of the metal gears intertwined reminded her of his interests in learning and being reliable and forward and steady and always working, much like his mind.

Turning to her doll sitting as if observing the whole time, she’d giggle and ask, “Okay so I think I five questions to open the top.  And then, another surprise one for inside.  Any thoughts Dollie?”  Waiting for her to answer, she’d glower at her, “Well you ain’t no help now are you?”  

Glancing up at the shelf above her desk she’d gasp, “Oh!  That’d work!  Okay the first gear is set to four.  The number of Starlight light strands he gave me when he realized I wanted ‘em.  Oh and next can be... first column how many flowers he’s given me, which is one and then the second column can be how many letters spell the flower type. C-H-E-R-R-Y....so six.  So second gear needs to be set to sixteen.  Okay this isn’t so hard.  What else...”

She’d have to shake her head at some impossible to gear answers, like how many times he crossed her mind, or made her want to swat him with her tail and growl, but it wasn’t long until she had each of them plotted out.  Testing the top, she’d mutter under her breath. “Four, sixteen, twenty seven, two, four.  Lights, the flower, times until I said yes, engines, and how I feel about ‘im. Just gotta write those questions down for him.”

“Now for the inside gears....”  Working the last set carefully, these were letters, and when the letters spelled, “H-E-L-I-X”  the bottom most compartment would open.  It was there, she tucked in the blueprint.  In the box it’self, she’d place the wrist panel before sealing it up and letting it rest on top of her desk. 

Only a few hours remaining now before the sun would shine through her small bedroom window, she’d turn down the lights to her shop, the strand of Starlight lights growing brighter in the dark and causing her to smile warmly at them. Tugging at her work clothes, she’d leave a trail of them across her apartment on her way to her bed, crashing out almost as soon as she fell down in a plop upon it. Only waking with a groan when her maid bot beeped and poked at her, in it’s angry robotic way that it’s task to make her bed was being blocked by her sleeping body.  

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